Reborn Harry Potter

Ollivander said, "Mr. Krum, it's your turn."

Viktor Krum stood up, pulled his round shoulders deafly, stepped forward with splayed feet, and walked listlessly towards Ollivander.He tucked his wand in and stood there frowning, hands in the pockets of his robes.

Ollivander said: "The crafting style...if I'm not mistaken, it's the product of Grigovich, who's a great wandmaker, but we've always had very different styles."

This probably means that peers are enemies.

Ollivander raised the wand, turned it over in front of his eyes, and examined it carefully: "That's right... the goose ear oak (li) wood contains the heart tendon of the dragon, and it is harder than ordinary wizard's wands. Much, what I'm after is a powerful magical attack power... ten and a quarter inches."

"Let me try the effect, Bird Flock!"

The wand of goose ear oak made a loud "bang", and Harry frowned deeply. Could it be that an Italian cannon was placed in his ear?

A flock of birds fluttered out of the wand head, and through the open window into the pale sunlight.

Ollivander handed the wand back to Krum: "No problem."

Then the two warriors, Poliako Brown and Vincent Picoqui, handed over their wands for Ollivander to check, and they were all normal.

"Mr. Potter, it's your turn."

Harry drew the Elder Wand from his sleeve.

As soon as the Elder Wand appeared, it was like a black hole, firmly attracting Ollivander's attention.

"This, this..." He took the Elder Wand with both hands, and the hand holding the wand trembled slightly.

He had almost glued his eyeballs to the wand, looking from the top to the tail, and from the tail to the top, his gaze was as affectionate as water.

Fleur shuddered, she guessed that Ollivander had never seen his wife so affectionately.

She said: "How about this wand, tell me quickly, is there something wrong?"

Ollivander yelled, "There's something wrong with you, and there's something wrong with your whole family."

Fu Rong felt extremely wronged.

Harry turned sideways quietly, leaning against Fleur's ear and said, "When is your birthday?"

"November [-], what's the matter?" Fu Rong said unhappily.

Harry calculated with his fingers: "You are a Sagittarius. I read it in a book of "Zodiac Signs". The last few days are not auspicious days for you. It is better to go out less."

"Really?" Furong said worriedly, because there are indeed many things that don't go well these days.

Harry almost laughed out loud. Seeing her appearance, he really believed it. This girl is too easy to deceive.

"Ahem..." Ollivander Tactical coughed a few times.

He said slowly: "Fifteen inches long, this wand is made of elderberry, and its core is the tail feathers of thestrals."

Viktor Krum frowned: "What is a Thestral?"

"A creature considered to be a dead world, ordinary people can't look directly at it." Ollivander said softly.

Ollivander looked at Harry and said meaningfully: "Thestral tail feathers, this is a strange substance, only wizards who control death can control it, Mr. Potter, I want to keep it, so that it won't appear again To bring disaster to the wizarding world...you can rest assured that I will do my best to build you the most powerful magic wand in the world."

The old man has good eyesight, and has already recognized the Deathly Hallows.

For an old wizard who is about to die and has been making wands all his life, what could catch his attention more than the fabled Elder Wand.

But other people don't know, when they heard this big man in the wand making world (making wands) made such a promise, their eyes turned red with envy.

Poliako Brown and Vincent Picoque, the two warriors who acted as the background wall, said: "What kind of shit luck is this, a broken wand can be exchanged for the strongest wand."

Harry suddenly felt a deep crisis, why are there so many shameless people around him recently, so his dominant position will not be guaranteed.

He sneered: "Ollivander, are you going to give me five hundred galleons and a pennant? Don't tell me you don't know which magic wand it is! Can there be a magic wand stronger than it. "

Ollivander blushed: "I also know that this is a priceless item, but in order to prevent it from setting off a bloody storm, can't you..."

"No, it's in my hand, and it's very easy to use. I don't think about changing the wand for the time being." Harry said.

"Okay then." Ollivander said regretfully.

Fleur stared at the Elder Wand curiously, secretly guessing which famous wand in history this cursed wand was.

"Give it to me," Harry said.

"Wait, the spell hasn't been used yet," Ollivander said.

"Luminescent flashes." A dazzling light lit up from the end of the wand.

"What a magical power." Ollivander said obsessively.

Then read again: "Nyx."

The light goes out.

Ollivander reluctantly handed the wand to Harry, but held on tightly, and would not let go.

Ollivander still did not give up, and finally persuaded with earnestness: "This wand can indeed make his master invincible, but you must not be lost by the wand. Because it will also give it Its owner brings ominousness, how many wizards in history have died tragically because of it."

Harry sneered: "Unknown? Why is it unknown? Unknown in his later years, with red hair all over his body? Some people are afraid, but I am not."

"Alas..." Ollivander sighed deeply, and said, "Their wands are all right."

"That's good."

Professor McGonagall nodded: "You can go to eat directly, anyway, they will be finishing get out of class soon."

"Taking pictures, and taking pictures." The fat house cameraman jumped out and shouted.

"Um, well, let's take a picture," Professor McGonagall said.

It took a long time to take pictures, because Madame Maxime blocked others no matter where she stood, and the room was too small for the photographer to stand far away to bring her into the frame.

In the end she had to sit down, beside him, while Professor Karkaroff kept running his fingers around his goatee, trying to turn it into a twisted vine.

Krum, a black-faced boy, seemed not used to taking pictures at all, and he looked like a big girl.

The Fat House photographer was particularly aggressive in getting Fleur to be front and center, but this annoyed Rita.

The owner of the old lady took a picture, can't stand in the c position?

Then insist that Harry stand in the most prominent position.

The two couldn't argue.

After seeing the impatience on Harry's face, Rita hurriedly said: "You two stand together, um, holding hands, so that it doesn't stand out, and it can also highlight the depth of the school's friendship... "

Fu Rong's face was reddish, and she could not see her arrogance.

She had never held a boy's hand before.

Before thinking too much, Harry had already held her little hand.

Fleur looked at Harry, expecting to see some nervous or lewd look, but Harry didn't look sideways, just showing a formulaic smile, as if he was not holding the small hand of a big beautiful woman, but a piece of wood.

Fleur felt angry, and once again felt frustrated in front of Harry, but it also made her feel a lot more natural.

Harry pressed close to Fleur, and smelled a faint fragrance that lingered for a long time. He opened his mouth slightly and said, "Fleur, what kind of shower gel do you use, it smells so good."

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Note: Whoever writes hp doujin, I can give you an idea.

The main character is Ollivander's grandson, the same age as Harry.

Just write the introduction:

Protagonist: Do you make a staff?

Harry: I make a staff

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